Authers note

This is my first fanfic. Don't mind all the spelling errors, I'm a foreigner.

Takes place after before Phantom Planet

Ectoplasm and Spice

Far in the ghost zone, known for its chaos, a certain ghost was sitting behind his desk. He wore a brand new black hat and had glowing green eyes, but every other inch on his body was white. Even his suit was white as the light people see when they die.

'Any moment now,' Walker said. All of a sudden his office door was blasted out of it's hinges and in came another ghost.

'Breaking a door, that's against the rules.' Walker said to the ghost. 'Hey, I just made a dramatic entrance!' Said the ghost.

This ghost looked diffrent than Walker. Every single spot was pure high-tech armour, under every inch of his body there could be an extremely deadly weapen ready to pop out and slay all in it's reach. His hair was flaming in an odd green colour. Every single being with common sence would flee for it, but Walker just sighed.

'I didn't summon you for dramatic entrances'. Said Walker. 'I'm the ghost zones greatest hunter. If you did not free me I would have come out myself.' Skulker shouted. 'My prison holds worse beings than you.' Walker answerd calmly.

'Anyways, we have a common enemy, one verry powerful and he has huimiliate us enough. Last time I faced him he beated my guards and blasted my favourite hat!' Skulker immediately understood. 'As soon as I lay my hands on him his pelt will be mine.'

Walker sighed once again. 'I need your hunting skills to track him down and bring him here.' Obviously, Skulker did not like the idea. 'I'm the ghost zones greatest hunter!' he shouted. 'Nobody turns me into a mere pawn!'

Walker grinned. 'If it weren't for me you would do reserch on some purpleback gorilla.' Skulker angrily drew a gun out and pointed it at Walker. 'Do not even mention it!' He shouted highly agressive.

'Do not forget who I am Skulker.' Walker said, not being inpressed. 'Your just some warden who thinks that he can inprison ghosts that you don't like.'

'Or we team up to get the ghost boy, or you stay in my prison for like 970 years longer.' 'I'm in!' Skulker said, not wanting to be inprisoned for 970 years. He drew his gun back.

'Good,' said Walker. 'And I already have a plan.'

He began laughing evilly. 'Shall we get to buisiness?' Skulker asked. Walker turned serious and smacked Skulker in the face. 'Don't ruin my moment.' He said. 'Now where was I?' Then he continued laughing.